"Rustle, rustle—"
The sound was getting louder, as if it was getting closer.
"Ah!"
Someone screamed.
The crowd was startled and turned their heads suddenly.
They saw the blood flowing from the syringe, gathering on the ground, suddenly began to move.
The blood began to flow towards them.
Seeing this, everyone's scalp tingled with fear.
"W-what is this?"
"Is it really a ghost?"
The young man who had been scolded earlier, his pupils trembling constantly, clung to the door while shivering, muttering continuously, "I told you, it's him, it must be him who returned, it must be him... He's back for revenge..."
Everyone shuddered collectively but no one scolded the young man again.
"Crap! It's coming towards us!"
At this moment, someone else screamed.
Everyone looked over and saw the blood already speeding towards them.
The young man standing at the front didn't react in time, and his toes touched the blood.
He froze completely, staring blankly at the blood.
